Friday

Rebecca Black | Format: MP3 Music
From the Album Friday

Product Details

• Original Release Date: March 14, 2011
• Label: Rebecca Black
• Copyright: 2011 Rebecca Black
• Duration: 3:30 minutes
• Genres:
  • Children's Music
  • Dance & DJ
  • Pop
• ASIN: B004S5JBZ8
• Average Customer Review: 2.7 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (50 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #4,815 Paid in MP3 Songs (See Top 100 Paid in MP3 Songs)
  • #20 in MP3 Downloads > MP3 Songs > Children's Music

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

76 of 85 people found the following review helpful

5.0 out of 5 stars Quite Possibly The Most Important Song For A Generation April 25, 2011

By Mck

Let's take a look @ "Friday" shall we:

"7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs"

Waking up quite early, and knows she has to be fresh for her day. She has a routine that is not quite so familiar to her that she can get by without reminding herself of it. We all do this but sometimes we forget to question why??? We follow societal norms only to be let down but here Rebbecca sees it as "fresh", a snake shedding its skin and being reborn. It dances between the sub conscious and the conscious. She was asleep upstairs but awakens to a new consciousness and likens it to a downstairs motion thus a rebirth of one's self. Going from unconscious to conscious. She lives on neo platonic astral plane but realizes that it is time to revisit the conscious world and explain her new found consciousness.

"Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal"

Clearly in a central world it is necessary for need a bowl for cereal however here Ms. Black is metaphorically speaking of feeding your consciousness the bowl it self is much like a Tibetan bowl used for meditation in order to feed the mind.

"Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'"

Here she has entered an either further decent into from sub conscious and conscious at the same time. She has realised that conscious time now matters and can no longer be on be on the astral plane of the time as cosmic time. She has figured this out at the age 13.

"Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends"

The bus itself represents a metaphor for those who are choosing an outer dualistic experience. There is no control within one's own self, only the bus driver and it is up to Rebecca to inform them that while you have the choice and free will to "catch the bus" the real answer is somewhere else.

"Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?"

This is the Crux of Rebecca's path back to enlightenment. While she has chosen not to take the bus she has found another way back to the astral plane however in her hesitation she make's a fatal mistake. Instead of just embracing whichever seat is available she finds that there is no seat available the car is full. If she were in the front seat she would control her own destiny by choosing the driver's seat but she has hesitated. A warning to all of us. The world is not dualistic like many religions portray it to be.

"It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend"

This is Black's path to enlightenment. She isn't excited about it being Friday night, she's excited about it being Friday morning and going back to that the astral plane she had discovered in her uncontentious mind may still be possible

"Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend"

Again Ms. Black has moved away from enlightenment but still may be able to make it back to that cosmic conscious plane of rebirth if she can stay focused within her own self and not her 13 year friends tempting her in the wrong direction.

"Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin')
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today"

Thursday she was on the path to enlightenment as mentioned in the beginning of the song however she has been tempted as mislead by her friends in the car taking away from the path. She may feel she is having fun but in actuality she has strewn across the plane thus moving away from enlightenment.

"Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards"

Here she begins to realize that given time she can be moving back in the right direction.

This is the part of the song that throws people off the most. It's appears to be completely inappropriate --
Who is this guy?

"R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin' in the front seat
In the back seat"

He has become her guide back to enlightenment showing her the truth path. He's pointing out that she is all over the place and straying from the path and not in control of her own destiny.

"Passin' by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream"

Remember the bus metaphor as representing a dualistic version of the world with only one driver driving people astray well our rapping friend has finally showed Ms. Black the way. A yogi of the freeway allowing her to choose her own destiny.

"Check my time, it's Friday, it's a weekend
We gonna have fun, c'mon, c'mon, y'all"

And thus we have the conclusion of the wayward path. Our rapper guide has shown us that sometimes in life we stray from our true destiny however it's okay as long you realize you have strayed and can move back to the cosmic astral plane which in essence is all part of the journey.
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42 of 47 people found the following review helpful

5.0 out of 5 stars I used to get so confused May 6, 2011

By J. Burling

I used to get so confused trying to remember the order of all the days. What comes after Thursday? The frustration had me on the brink of suicide.

Then Rebecca Black released this song and I was saved.

Now, I know that yesterday was Thursday Thursday. And today is Friday Friday.

Of course, this means that tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday comes afterwards.

I still struggle with Monday, but I'm hoping she releases another song.

19 of 23 people found the following review helpful

5.0 out of 5 stars A Masterpiece. May 3, 2011

By Tandy

It is not often in an amazon customer's life that he is witness to an accomplishment of such magnitude that few, if any, are even able to comprehend it. Precocious wunderkind Rebecca Black's "Friday" is the pinnacle of musical achievement.

"Fun, fun, thinkin' 'bout fun," Black opines, drawing listeners into a whirlwind of introspective pondering. "Yes!" this listener cried out when he first heard the lyric, "I DO think about fun!" Insights such as these into the complexities of the human experience evoke a range of emotions, and Black drives this home with apt repetitions of the word "fun" to keep us grounded.

Black also manages to wring us into reality, lest we get lost in the fantasy she conjures, with lyrics such as, "Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday. Today is Friday, Friday. Tomorrow is Saturday. And Sunday comes afterwards." These wise words are a bittersweet reminder than time is slipping dangerously through our fingers, and Black calls upon us to live our lives to the fullest after her example, taking such risks as climbing into a convertible driven by a spped-craving 13 year old, singing, "7:45, we're drivin' on the highway. Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly."

Not one to be imprisoned by stodgy conventions such as grammar, coherent sentences, or a consistent narrative thread, Black experiments in surrealism by bringing in heavy-hitting hip hop artist Pato. "Passin' by is a school bus in front of me. Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream. Check my time, it's Friday, it's a weekend." This mass of poetry, delivered in spectacular fashion, brought forth tears of inspiration and shame that I had let so much of my life slip by, not living like it was friday, and not living by Black's mantra: "We so excited." By the end of the piece, I really did "know what it is."

Rebecca Black has mastered each aspect of post-contemporary music and captured the essence of our culture in a timeless melody, fusing her natural vocal prowess and hard-gained lyrical skill to craft together a work of art, the likes of which have never before been experienced by common men and women. And yet, this angel sent from heaven has somehow still managed to keep listeners firmly rooted in the present, reflecting on the past, and hopeful for the future. Thank you Rebecca Black, for "Friday".